Keith picked up a rock and held it between his thumb and forefinger. ‘Hey no, but don’t take nothing for granite.’

‘Yeah.’

‘No, look, this is granite,’ he said, looking at the rock.

Neither of us said anything for a little bit.

Keith stood up. ‘No but, let me show ya over here. There was some lightning that hit, right over here.’

I followed him to a corner of the garden.

He pulled back part of a bush.

He pointed to an area where he said lightning had hit.

It looked completely un-lightninged.

‘Yeah, man, ya know. I came here just to get my yayas out and I’m sittin here and this lightning hits. Wow, huh? Left a big four-foot crater over here. See?’ He pulled back a few parts of a bush and pointed behind it and said, ‘See, it’s right here.’